stash o hookers

so a better day today overall.

the weather's nice, the boy spent the day with friends, and i finally got the headache under control with some extra sleep and a half bottle of advil.

the hub is doing much better. he's not so much "the incredible supertube man" as he was yesterday and has even managed to turn the "snap-o-meter" down to a 2. he'll be home, with any luck, by this time tomorrow. so there's something to look forward to.

everything else is good i guess. i really wouldn't know since i've not had time to think or clean or do anything normal lately.

i've talked to my mom a lot, but she's the most boring nagging person i know so the news from her is always the same and not of importance, except for the fact that she is guessing she'll be home by september. yeah, only 6 months short.

we haven't managed to save a damned penny, let alone do anything we were supposed to do in the year she was gone. and now we've got to pack it all into 4 months. great. things never seem to work out right when it comes to my mother. she sucks the luck right out of you.

well, i suppose i should go, at least to find out what my son is up to.

about 10 minutes ago he came over and said "mommy i leafing to go a whorehouse." of course i didn't believe him, but he's awfully quiet now, maybe he did leave. or maybe he's got a stash of hookers i don't know about.

selfish bastard.

-pops

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